Fangs in the mirror

SOLC: Day 7

This was inspired during a snowy day as I was driving home.

The Fangs

Everywhere I look, there they are…

short ones

long ones

thick ones

pointy ones

I can’t seem to get away from them.

They look like hungry animals waiting to devour anything in their path.

When they are quiet and still, they are lined up waiting to be called into action.

When they are awoken from their sleep, they roar and move at all different speeds.

Dirty and scary their fangs grow as the cold wind blows.

It doesn’t matter their make, year, or model.  Every car looks scary with icicle fangs hanging from their front grills and headlights.